There are moments when suddenly and stunningly it feels impossible to move. It is an unconventional sensation because the governing knot is at once both indescribable and unseen. Without the evidence or explanation of an obstructing rail (or a psychotic gloss) there persists near paralysis. Seemingly there are seasons of emotions. And just as the frozen weather can provoke a stark reality so too can an unexpected coolness of instinct. Both are natural; both are normal.

It is a lesson to be kept in mind, that alterations occur, that leaves fall as well as the snow, that sometimes the best recovery is under an immobilizing blanket. It is however quite another feat of nature to survive the cold.  Some elements persevere; others do not.